#Chapter270
/"I thought you said you would do anything for me?/" I pull the mock hurt ‘how could you?’ face and flutter sad eyes his way rather expertly. I really cannot tell if he thinks I am serious or not. I really don’t want a wedding that’s sparkly and pastel unicorns, but it might be fun to torture him for a while, seeing as he bailed on my show.
/"Ummm/" He looks uncomfortable, clears his throat nervously as he tries to think of the appropriate response that won’t upset me, and I can’t hold onto my evil act any longer. He looks so tortured. I burst out laughing and lift a cushion to throw at him.
